Chapter 168 The Past of the Young Couple
Lan Shiruo didn't interrupt them and asked her man, "Do I have any enemies? Or do we have any enemies?"
Ao Chengyi frowned and thought, "If we're talking about enemies, we do have one."
"who?"
Ao Chengyi patted his young wife's head. "This story begins in the past. Your Lan family and our Ao family are reclusive families who have lived together for many years. We live in a valley surrounded by mountains, surrounded by cliffs. There is only one winding path on the steep cliffs for passage, but the path is like a single-plank bridge. If you fall down, you will fall into a thousand-foot cliff. No one dares to cross it. No one of us has ever gone out, let alone come in. We are isolated from the world and self-sufficient. There are tens of thousands of people in our two families. We intermarry and continue our offspring. We live a very comfortable life."
"Until you were ten and I was eleven. The old patriarch called us over, gave us a brocade box, and without saying anything, tears welling in his eyes, told us to leave. That night, tens of thousands of people in the tribe perished. I woke up to a sky full of flames and escaped with you. The valley was reduced to a sea of fire, leaving nothing behind."
"We narrowly escaped along the winding mountain path, only to be pursued by pursuers. I had no choice but to hide you and lead the enemy away. But when I returned, you were gone. I've been searching for you all these years, until that night we met. I didn't mean to leave while you were asleep, but my brother was in danger, and I had to save him. The next time we meet, it will be on an isolated island in City B."
Lan Shiruo had no recollection of what Ao Chengyi had said before, nor had she ever imagined that she had a grudge against her clan, nor had she heard of it in her previous life. "Have you investigated? Who was responsible for the genocide? How did tens of thousands of people die? It couldn't have happened quietly, right?"
Ao Chengyi shook his head. "I checked, but found nothing. I suspect everyone was poisoned, but the valley was reduced to ashes, leaving nothing behind. I can't perform an autopsy, and I don't know why we're fine. Perhaps it has something to do with the brocade box."
"Brocade box?"
"Well, there are two jade bracelets in the brocade box. They're the ones I gave you that night. After the old patriarch gave them to us, I tried them out and miraculously, they sucked a drop of blood from them. But you were too young to wear them at the time, so I kept them for you. Other than that, I can't think of any other reason why only the two of us were fine."
"So, the person who exterminated the clan might be the one behind Mr. Hao, and my adoption by Ye Bingkun was also the work of the person behind the scenes?"
"Very likely."
"What does he want? A brocade box? A jade bracelet?" Lan Shiruo even thought that in her previous life, those same people had taken Le Bao away. The thought made her blood boil.
Ao Chengyi hugged his young wife tightly, "I don't know, but don't worry, wait until we settle down and then investigate thoroughly. We can go back to the clan, maybe there will be some clues, and we can also send someone to find the whereabouts of Ye Bingkun and He Minyan. We will find them eventually. We didn't know before and let the people behind it get away with it. In the future, we will never do that again."
Lan Shiruo exhaled a breath of foul air and nodded, "They must be torn into pieces." Her Lebao must not suffer in vain. A child born on the day of the end of the world can control the virus. Bullshit, damn it, all of them deserve to die.
"Okay." Ao Chengyi narrowed his eyes, a storm brewing in his bottomless black eyes. What on earth had his girl suffered? "I'll tell you something happy."
Lan Shiruo was curious, what could be so happy at this time? "Tell me about it."
"When I was one year old and you were just born, the old patriarch took me to see you and said that you were my destined wife and asked me to take good care of you. The old patriarch was absolutely right. You are my destined wife and no one can separate us. Aren't you happy?"
Lan Shiruo rolled her eyes. "Damn man, who's happy about this? How can you remember something from when you were one year old so clearly? Are you kidding me?"
However, it seems that the destined daughter-in-law is indeed right. "Since the old patriarch said so, you must do it well, otherwise I will complain to you."
Ao Chengyi chuckled, "Of course, I've been doing it, and I'm doing it very well."
Lan Shiruo wanted to roll her eyes again. He did a good job, but he still lost her for so many years?
Humph, this bastard is really unreliable.
Tired from the night, Lan Shiruo leaned in her man's arms and began to doze off. She vaguely thought of the things she hadn't finished, "That pervert Luzhang, I should tear him into pieces."
Ao Chengyi curled his lips and patted his young wife's back, "Don't worry, I've broken it."
"Oh." He fell into a deep sleep.
Ao Chengyi shook his head and smiled, and in an instant, huge waves overflowed from his black eyes.
Over the years, he has put all his energy into finding his young wife. The clues were interrupted many times, and he just thought it was a coincidence. Now it seems that it was undoubtedly man-made. Who is the person behind it, and is the purpose to obtain the space they have?
The big team slept until noon, got up to have lunch, and then stayed in the room to rest.
When Cui Zipeng woke up, he saw a baby face from a New Year picture. He thought he had arrived in heaven. "Heaven is so beautiful! I wonder where my mother is."
"Ahhh," Who is Tiantang? I'm Lebao? Little Lebao stuck out his little butt and moved closer to Cui Zipeng, "Brother, hello Lebao."
The soft and sweet voice of a baby brought Cui Zipeng back to his senses. Yes, he had seen this little brother before. He was the baby of a kind aunt.
Where is this place? Is he still alive? He clearly saw a big monster?
The generals and ministers have awakened, staring at the monster with death. Who is he?
Duan Jianghe heard the noise and came over to check on Cui Zipeng. Seeing the confused look in the young man's eyes, he smiled and said, "Is your name Cui Zipeng?"
Cui Zipeng nodded, "Yes, uncle, where is this?"
"This is our home. Remember what happened last night?"
Last night? Cui Zipeng's memory slowly revived. His face instantly turned pale, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. "I, I..."
"Hug me, Lebao, hug me, brother," little Lebao nestled his small body into Cui Zipeng's arms, and patted him with his chubby hands to comfort him.
The sweet smell of milk and the soft and warm little body made Cui Zipeng feel safe, and he subconsciously reached out to hug little Lebao tightly.
Duan Jianghe curled his lips. "Don't be afraid. You're safe. The person who hurt you is dead. Your injuries aren't serious, so just recuperate. Where are your family? They might be worried if you suddenly disappeared at night. Tell me where you are and I'll send a message."
"Dad?" Cui Zipeng was shocked and struggled to get up, tearing his wound. He grimaced in pain, but he still didn't give up.
Duan Jianghe pushed him back and said, "Alright, stop trying to be brave. Your foot is seriously injured and you can't walk for the time being. I'll bring you a letter, and I promise to deliver it."
The young man wiped away the tears that were about to fall with red eyes, "Thank you, uncle. My father and I live in the underground garage under the unfinished building in the corner. My father has a bad leg and can't walk. I am worried about him."
"Don't act so arrogant, kid. I'll take care of your father and bring him back safely. Just stay here quietly."
"Thank you, uncle. Thank you, uncle."
(End of this chapter)
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